A Warm Setting Poem by Phil Soar

Kisses from around the world, now wouldn’t that be good?
Arms that hug and hold you close, Fires burning wood
Warmth and glowing comfort on a cold and autumn day
Watching leaves cast by the wind, floating on their way

Through picture windows, reds and yellows, glistening on the trees
Nature conjuring a spell, a sight just made to please
No troubles cast their shadows, across this placid scene
A drama played in episodes, and quite a surreal dream